“absolutely gripping—strange, moving, hilarious, sometimes pushing the limits of good taste, but always in a way that makes you want to hear more.” — Pitchfork, 8.7/10 (Best New Music)

“A sound collage like no other, Garden of Delete finds Lopatin engaging listeners with an album that almost defies description.”— Exclaim, 9/10

“veers back and forth between sections of serene glitch-folk and overbearing, distorted riffage like a manic-depressive motherboard.”— The Verge

“a wholly singular and groundbreaking release that, while adhering to many past and present genre trends, seems prepared to go further in collating and collaging influences than most other electronic releases dare to go”— The 405, 9/10

“a beautifully arranged and slightly sickly morass of curdled pop tropes, out of which spurt a bodacious riff or glossy rave arpeggio. Oddly no-one does this better.”— Uncut

“[Garden Of Delete] isn’t about sensory pleasure. It’s about sensory gluttony, auditory overload, and revelling in the difficulty of its pacing.”— The Line Of Best Fit, 8.5/10

“Lopatin screenshots the landscape of desire, a sketch of philo-fiction found between self-erasure and self-aggrandizement, built as a theoretical installation of denial.”— Tiny Mix Tapes, 4.5/5